Saturday, October 30, 2010
Water Baby
This is Kaytlynn's first time in a pool. We were at my friend Jeanne-Marie's house. Jeanne-Marie gave birth to her son the day before I had Kaytlynn. We've always joked that they have been betrothed since we found out that they were a boy and a girl from our sonograms!...This is also the first time she went skinny dipping because I distinctly remember his father coming through the back gate asking..."are they naked in the pool?" Why Yes. Yes they are.
A Strange Family Tradition...



We all have strange family traditions. Ours is this strange hat. Strange in a good way....it makes me smile every time I think of it.
We have this hat that was at my Grandmothers. I can't remember whose it was originally. I will have to ask my mother. It was kept in Memaw's dresser...bottom middle drawer forever. It's a dark chocolate hat of yarn with several large yarn "balls" coming off of both sides of the hat. I believe there is a picture of both Bell girls, and the grandkids in the hat. I just found the one of Kaytlnn in it! I wanted to post, not only share with family now...but so that it is in an easy to reference place in the future as well.
This is in December 2002, I believe.
Friday, October 29, 2010
January Joker

Today Kaytlynn finished reading January Joker by Ron Roy. It is the first chapter book that she has read from beginning to end without ANY assistance from an adult. She is really proud of herself...but not as proud as I am!
She liked it quite a bit. It was a mystery and she had solved "who dunnit" by the middle of a book!
This milestone made me want to ask her what her top 5 books were...in order. Her answers...
1. A-Z Mysteries series by Ron Roy

2. Calendar Mysteries by Ron Roy (shown on top right)
3. Peter Rabbit by Beatrix Potter

4. Magic Treehouse by Mary Pope Osborne
5. Junie B. Jones by Barbara Park

Ill have to continue asking her what they are so that I can see how often they change.
Sunday, October 24, 2010
Back from Fall Trip to Denton
Todd was lucky enough to get 2 days off and we headed up to Denton to have a little family fun.
On Wednesday, we drove up after my Dr's appt. to check on my bronchitis and broken toes. All was well, but stuck with the boot for another 3 weeks. He says the pain should be pretty much gone by then too. That was nice to hear, but truthfully...the actual PAIN has been gone for a couple of days. Now its just a throbbing. We also stopped at the Conroe Outlet Mall for a little bit of shopping. We usually get the girls fall play clothes at Sam's, but Kaytlynn can't wear a 6x anymore (which happens to be the largest children's size they sell). We tried Osh Kosh B'gosh. We didn't know if they had bigger kids sizes...and they do!!! All the way up to size 12 if you were wondering! They also sell DECENT kids clothes, which happens to be a hard thing to find sometimes these days. They either have the low ride jeans that are wayyy too low. Or theirs writing on the rear end with words like SWEET, etc. It truly amazes me. Anyway...500 dollars later, we were done with fall shopping for the girls and on our way to Nana and Papa's. We got there at about 10:00. My mom was at work for her last night of the week and Papa had already gone to bed. He hits the hay at about 8:30 these days, which is something I NEVER thought that I would see.
Thursday, after my mom got up, both of the girls got their hair cut at my mom's hair place. It's called Curl Up and Dye...dontcha just LOVE that name??? We also went to Wal-Mart and picked up a few things.
Friday, we went to the same pumpkin patch that we go to every year. This millionaire in the area has a train and the track spans about 20 acres of his land. He opens it up each year for the month of October. You ride the train around part of his property and then the kids can spend as much time as they want on different Bounce "houses", play houses, see-saws, hay mazes,etc. The adults have nice logs and chairs to sit down on to "enjoy the view". They also have 2 covered areas with picnic tables so that you can enjoy hot dogs and drinks for a buck a piece. SOOO worth the 5 dollar entry fee! The girls had a GREAT time.




Saturday, our family and my parents went to Dallas Heritage Village. It is set in an AWFUL part of town, but totally worth the trip. They have taken about 30 different historic building from the North Texas area and recreated a village from 1900. It had a saloon (that sold root beer floats), a school (with teacher), several homes, a mercantile, a blacksmith (hard at work making nails, candle holders, wind chimes, etc., a train depot, hotel and more. All were fully furnished and a lot of fun to see. The girls wore the dresses my mom made for them for the Little House on the Prairie vacation.



They had a scavenger hunt for home schoolers to fill out that helped them pay attention to some of the important things. They got a candy stick if it was all filled out...so they wanted it all filled out!
The infamous blacksmith.
Not exactly the place I want to visit when I am sick. God has really allowed us to come a long way in a pretty short amount of time, if you ask me :-)

I fell in LOVE with this children's bed in the nursery of the old house.







We left Sunday morning and made it back to a disheveled home. It is now time to unpack, do the laundry, cook dinner, and get ready for the busy week ahead. It makes me wish I was sitting at my mom's table, eating her wonderful food, and talking about funny yester-years, rather than facing the yuckies of today :-)
On Wednesday, we drove up after my Dr's appt. to check on my bronchitis and broken toes. All was well, but stuck with the boot for another 3 weeks. He says the pain should be pretty much gone by then too. That was nice to hear, but truthfully...the actual PAIN has been gone for a couple of days. Now its just a throbbing. We also stopped at the Conroe Outlet Mall for a little bit of shopping. We usually get the girls fall play clothes at Sam's, but Kaytlynn can't wear a 6x anymore (which happens to be the largest children's size they sell). We tried Osh Kosh B'gosh. We didn't know if they had bigger kids sizes...and they do!!! All the way up to size 12 if you were wondering! They also sell DECENT kids clothes, which happens to be a hard thing to find sometimes these days. They either have the low ride jeans that are wayyy too low. Or theirs writing on the rear end with words like SWEET, etc. It truly amazes me. Anyway...500 dollars later, we were done with fall shopping for the girls and on our way to Nana and Papa's. We got there at about 10:00. My mom was at work for her last night of the week and Papa had already gone to bed. He hits the hay at about 8:30 these days, which is something I NEVER thought that I would see.
Thursday, after my mom got up, both of the girls got their hair cut at my mom's hair place. It's called Curl Up and Dye...dontcha just LOVE that name??? We also went to Wal-Mart and picked up a few things.
Friday, we went to the same pumpkin patch that we go to every year. This millionaire in the area has a train and the track spans about 20 acres of his land. He opens it up each year for the month of October. You ride the train around part of his property and then the kids can spend as much time as they want on different Bounce "houses", play houses, see-saws, hay mazes,etc. The adults have nice logs and chairs to sit down on to "enjoy the view". They also have 2 covered areas with picnic tables so that you can enjoy hot dogs and drinks for a buck a piece. SOOO worth the 5 dollar entry fee! The girls had a GREAT time.
Saturday, our family and my parents went to Dallas Heritage Village. It is set in an AWFUL part of town, but totally worth the trip. They have taken about 30 different historic building from the North Texas area and recreated a village from 1900. It had a saloon (that sold root beer floats), a school (with teacher), several homes, a mercantile, a blacksmith (hard at work making nails, candle holders, wind chimes, etc., a train depot, hotel and more. All were fully furnished and a lot of fun to see. The girls wore the dresses my mom made for them for the Little House on the Prairie vacation.
We left Sunday morning and made it back to a disheveled home. It is now time to unpack, do the laundry, cook dinner, and get ready for the busy week ahead. It makes me wish I was sitting at my mom's table, eating her wonderful food, and talking about funny yester-years, rather than facing the yuckies of today :-)
Friday, October 15, 2010
Another Celebrated Dancing Bear

We rowed Another Celebrated Dancing Bear over the last 2 weeks and it was truly a diamond in the rough. I just wasn't expecting it to be a huge hit.
The Books summary:
Set in Czarist Russia, Another Celebrated Dancing Bear is the story of a friendship between elegant Max, a famous dancer with the Moscow Circus, and simple Boris, who works at a local animal hospital. When Max learns of Boris's unhappiness with his job and envy of Max's fame, he resolves to teach his friend to dance. After many weeks of lessons and practice, Boris is able to join the Moscow Circus. Garrison's warm etchings printed in burnt-umber ink and highlighted with watercolor washes capture the setting and period, giving a flavor of antiquity. They help transport children to another place and time to experience some of the caring and sharing in the relationship of two rather special bears.
Some of the things we did...
1. We learned about the Russian culture with Russia ABCs by Ann Berge. The girls enjoyed it. It

A is is for alphabet and tells a bit about their Cyrillic alphabet. B is for Ballet and discusses how the ballet is such a huge deal in their culture....all the way through Z

We talked about folk tales and I read The Firebird, which is probably the most popular Russian Folktale. I chose the one with Ginnady Spirin's illustrations, because he just might be the best there is!!! No one seems to be as elegant and detailed at children book illustrations. And he is a Russian artist, to boot!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aWRvhLrP3U8
We watched the Reading Rainbow episode Berlioz the Bear .

Summary:
While en route to play the town ball, Berlioz the bear and his fellow musicians' bandwagon gets stuck in a hole in the road. The surprise that saves the day is the strange buzzing in Berlioz's instrument. Also in this episode, host LeVar Burton takes a musical journey through the streets of NYC, and viewers go behind the scenes of the Boys' Choir of Harlem.
We learned about Matryoshka dolls or Nesting dolls and read The Littlest Matryoshka and the Magic Nesting Doll
We talked about occupations...Kaytlynn wants to be a Vet and Delaney wants to be a Doctor.
We learned about Bears, the circus, the geography of Russia and some of its landmarks. We learned the days of the week, and the months of the year. We learned about tea and etiquette. We "had tea" and learned about Samovars. We read an adorable Out of Print book titled How the Tsar Drinks Tea

We also learned about being a good host and friend. All of this out of one simple picture book! The girls also worked on a "lapbook" of another Celebrated Dancing Bear. When their books are finished I will attatch them for you to enjoy!
I Seriously Need Some Rest!
So, I broke my toes on Saturday. On Tuesday after work, I go to bed really early. Ive been tired and for the first time this week, I feel congested. I chalk it up to allergies and take a Mucinex DM because I DON't NEED TO GET SICK. I wake up and can hardly breathe. I felt like death warmed over. Todd had already made a Dr.s appt.(for more pain killers) for me on Thursday but ended up bumping it up a day because I really felt lousy. Todd drops me off at school (because I can't drive with my foot in a boot) and comes to pick me up. The Dr. is checking my foot out. He decides to listen to my chest...without me complaining, he just hears me hacking. He looks at me and says "YOU SOUND TERRIBLE. You have bronchitis, and probably pneumonia."...Whoops. He gave me two shots...steriod and antibiotic, gives me a Rx for antibiotics, steriod, puffer, cough syrup, and more VICODIN (Yipee). I have another appt. for next week! Can you say weary? I was soooo happy to only have a 3 day work week this week! Its only been 2 days and I feel better all over...but still crappy. Hopefully my next post will not have anything to do with an ER visit or someone's body not working properly. Its been our life lately and I am really ready for that to be done!
Not a great October!
So each year I go on a scrapbook retreat with some girls from my Sunday School class. We have a ball. We stayed at the Red Victorian in Galveston. Two bedrooms were converted into craft rooms, and two bedrooms were full of beds for us to bunk. I took Kelley Green and Kimmie Gonzales with me this trip. Kimmie's mom lives 25 minutes from Galveston, so we went to her mom's house the night before. I got to stay in her bedroom...which was just too cute because it was still full of all of her "stuff", mums from high school, books on the bookshelf from when she was a teenager, pics etc. LOVED it.
We left Kimmie's kids and car at her mom's and headed to the retreat. We arrived, unpacked and got to "scrappin". We stayed up late, so I slept in the next morning. I woke up to the sound of people eating breakfast. I thought...better get down there before you don't get fed. Out of the bed and down the stairs I went. Well, that night I was a little chilly (as always) so I wore socks. The stairs were wood, but were painted ...with slick oil high gloss paint. I slipped and before I could catch myself, my foot went to a point and then bent BACKWARDS. I kept my arm out so I was hitting the chair rail spindles the hole way down. It caused me not to flip...but, can I say Ow! Did I mention that this was an extremely long staircase. I skiied down on my toes and knees and sat at the bottom of the stairway trying to not pass out. I couldn't speak and I was so nautious. It was one of those severe pains that makes you want to vomit. After sitting there for a good 10 minutes, someone asked "Judy, are you alright"? They saw my feet at the bottom of the stairs. I replied "not really", but they thought I said "I'm okay". I waited another 3-5 minutes when a couple of the girls got up to check on me. I'm trying to feel my foot...knowing something is broken...just not knowing what! I finally felt my toes...and BINGO. The owner kept trying to apply ice on it while holding my foot and squeezing. I really and truly thought I was going to knock her to the ground because I would yelp and lay my head on the stairway in pain, she would apologize and then would DO IT AGAIN!!! Can you say idiot!
Kimmie took me to the emergency clinic in hope for drugs :-) I knew they couldn't do anything other than that, since it was my toe. I was worried they wouldn't give me anything good, since clinics don't like to give the good stuff out. They want you to "go see your primary physician". We get there and hobble to the window. The lady at the window asks what I was there for. I answer "narcotics". She looked startled, so Kimmie stepped in to say I had slipped down the stairs and broke my toe. The lady looks at me again and asks for my driver's liscence and insurance card. Hmmm, no insurance card either (wasn't looking to good, was it). I think quickly and call Todd. He fills the info out and we sit there for over an hour waiting to be seen.
They check me out, give me x-rays (evil rough x-ray woman) and said, Its broken. Duh! "Hand the drugs over" is what I wanted to stay. Instead they gave me a shot for the pain, and then a prescription and a foot boot! I was happy. We went back to the "retreat" and I cross stitched the rest of the time. We got back on Sunday night, and I was back at work on Monday.
I was thankful for the vicodin, thankful for the ibuprofen, and thankful to be home. What I was most thankful for, was having friends like Kimmie to drive me to the ER and try to entertain me in my hours of pain and Kelley who drove me home in my car, while I puked a good 10 times...all the while, acting like it didn't bother her.
God is there and provides through the good times and bad. He provided the weekend, the drugs, the friends, and the wonderful family to come home to. Todd and the girls have been really good trying to make sure I am comfortable this week. Love them!
We left Kimmie's kids and car at her mom's and headed to the retreat. We arrived, unpacked and got to "scrappin". We stayed up late, so I slept in the next morning. I woke up to the sound of people eating breakfast. I thought...better get down there before you don't get fed. Out of the bed and down the stairs I went. Well, that night I was a little chilly (as always) so I wore socks. The stairs were wood, but were painted ...with slick oil high gloss paint. I slipped and before I could catch myself, my foot went to a point and then bent BACKWARDS. I kept my arm out so I was hitting the chair rail spindles the hole way down. It caused me not to flip...but, can I say Ow! Did I mention that this was an extremely long staircase. I skiied down on my toes and knees and sat at the bottom of the stairway trying to not pass out. I couldn't speak and I was so nautious. It was one of those severe pains that makes you want to vomit. After sitting there for a good 10 minutes, someone asked "Judy, are you alright"? They saw my feet at the bottom of the stairs. I replied "not really", but they thought I said "I'm okay". I waited another 3-5 minutes when a couple of the girls got up to check on me. I'm trying to feel my foot...knowing something is broken...just not knowing what! I finally felt my toes...and BINGO. The owner kept trying to apply ice on it while holding my foot and squeezing. I really and truly thought I was going to knock her to the ground because I would yelp and lay my head on the stairway in pain, she would apologize and then would DO IT AGAIN!!! Can you say idiot!
Kimmie took me to the emergency clinic in hope for drugs :-) I knew they couldn't do anything other than that, since it was my toe. I was worried they wouldn't give me anything good, since clinics don't like to give the good stuff out. They want you to "go see your primary physician". We get there and hobble to the window. The lady at the window asks what I was there for. I answer "narcotics". She looked startled, so Kimmie stepped in to say I had slipped down the stairs and broke my toe. The lady looks at me again and asks for my driver's liscence and insurance card. Hmmm, no insurance card either (wasn't looking to good, was it). I think quickly and call Todd. He fills the info out and we sit there for over an hour waiting to be seen.
They check me out, give me x-rays (evil rough x-ray woman) and said, Its broken. Duh! "Hand the drugs over" is what I wanted to stay. Instead they gave me a shot for the pain, and then a prescription and a foot boot! I was happy. We went back to the "retreat" and I cross stitched the rest of the time. We got back on Sunday night, and I was back at work on Monday.
I was thankful for the vicodin, thankful for the ibuprofen, and thankful to be home. What I was most thankful for, was having friends like Kimmie to drive me to the ER and try to entertain me in my hours of pain and Kelley who drove me home in my car, while I puked a good 10 times...all the while, acting like it didn't bother her.
God is there and provides through the good times and bad. He provided the weekend, the drugs, the friends, and the wonderful family to come home to. Todd and the girls have been really good trying to make sure I am comfortable this week. Love them!
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